I don’t have the heart to blame an animal for anything it does. So, elephants, you are not only forgiven, but sympathised with. Drought, fires, loss of habitat – what can you do but raid our farms filled with goodies?
Three elephants have staked out our area as their eatery. Jackfruit and mango are in season. And tender shoots of other trees. And of course the perennial vegetable beds. Casualties so far are a lot of small trees including banana, coconut and papaya, branches off other trees, and several things from the raised beds – tomato, pumpkin, watermelon, cucumber and kale plants, among others. One small but flourishing peepal tree that I hoped to find enlightenment under. (Like my wisdom teeth, wisdom too evades me.) And this poor mangled mango tree.I’m told it’ll grow back. If we get rain, and the elephants go back to the forest. Taking the good with the bad, I’m glad someone got some pleasure out of it. So they’re not horrible heffalumps. Just heffable horralumps. And long may they carry on!
On a cross country walk yesterday I saw a few water bodies with water still. This spring gladdened my heart, and the elephant dung and deer and boar hoof prints around it as well!